True Monarch Crossing Tribulation forced me to soar

Chapter 19: No Successor
Wuyan seldom argues with others, but once he does, he is very serious.

She is a person who accepts death and loves to dig into dead ends.

If the elder brother didn't explain, she believed that the elder brother looked down on He Huandao, so when they met the next day, she didn't give him a good face.

True Monarch Dujie is extremely uncomfortable. Ever since he came to the Excalibur Sect and became a senior brother, Wuyan has been convinced by himself, and he has been intimate. The sudden hatred made him feel as if his internal organs had been splashed. Poison, twisted, twitched and corroded, it was a pain.

But Du Jie Zhenjun will never apologize.

He was born as a true god, not to mention mortals, even the gods and monsters in the three thousand worlds combined, no one can make him apologize.

What's more, he feels that he is right at all, it is good for Wuyan to like him, but if Wuyan doesn't like him, he will not change into the way she likes for Wuyan.

Even though he felt so uncomfortable in his heart, he still sat upright with a straight face.

Wuyan hummed twice, and simply turned her head, not even looking at him.

A few days passed by, and the spring begonias bloomed delicately all over the mountain gate, and even in the warm spring breeze, there were a few wisps of flower fragrance, which was refreshing.

Zhenshuzi is a monk of Muling, who loves flowers and trees by nature, so he invites Wuyan to enjoy flowers at the mountain gate.

This time, when repairing the mountain barrier, she injured her foundation. After resting for a few days, her skill quickly recovered to more than [-]%, but after [-]%, she suddenly stopped, and it was almost impossible to heal.

That day in the blood pool of the Demon Realm, the devilish energy had spread all over her body along her spiritual roots, and after being reintroduced into the wood-type spiritual energy, the entrenched devilish energy clashed fiercely with the spiritual energy. Not to mention broken, life may not be guaranteed.

Fortunately, she is a genius of the wood element. After absorbing the spiritual energy, she can hide the magical energy deep in her chest and abdomen, and maintain a delicate balance between the magical energy and spiritual power, so that she can use spells freely. However, if she consumes too much spiritual power, her spiritual power will be weak , is bound to be corroded by the demonic energy, and finally fall into the demonic way completely.

But it's a pity that even she can only repair half of the spiritual veins.

All this means that she basically cannot continue to practice, and can only barely maintain the status quo.

No one can always maintain a balance on the balance of half human and half demon. If there is a successor of the Excalibur Sect, she can abolish her martial arts, let go of her cultivation, whether she is idle and old, or has the opportunity to rebuild her spiritual veins.

It's better than falling into the devil's way one day.

She led Wuyan and stood under the crabapple tree for a long time, letting the fluttering petals cover her skirt.

Wuyan could sense the abnormality of the master, since he came back from the Demon Realm, the master didn't laugh as much as before, and now he looked at him more seriously.

She raised her head bravely, looked at the gentle and powerful Zhen Shuzi, and waited to listen to her teachings.

However, Mashuzi just called her over with a gentle smile, saying that he wanted to change her hairstyle.

He conjured a red willow carved stool out of thin air, let Wuyan sit down, then let her hair loose, combed Wuyan's hair carefully, and asked softly:

"Why haven't you been looking for your elder brother recently?"

Wuyan didn't expect the master to mention the elder brother, and remembered the scene that day for a moment, her ears turned red, but she was still angry in her heart, and complained to Zhen Shuzi:
"Master, senior brother looks down on us Hehuandao."

Zhen Shuzi was taken aback, and his hands froze, causing Wuyan's scalp to ache.

"Master, it's too tight."

Zhen Shuzi came back to his senses in an instant, and instead of relaxing, he continued to tighten, turning into a mirror in front of Wuyan, leaning over to her ear and saying:

"Your usual makeup and hair are too casual, but your facial features are sharp, which doesn't match your loose hairstyle. You should wear this kind of high bun and tie up all the broken hair in front, which will better suit your look."

Wuyan took a look, and sure enough, most of her hair was combed high on the top of her head by Zhen Shuzi, forming a double-ring Lingxu bun, and left two long strands of hair at the back, hanging down her chest along her slender neck.

This hairstyle perfectly matches Wuyan's slightly raised eyebrows and eyes, sweeping away the lonely breath of her half-life wandering, she looks energetic, as if she was born holding a sword in the clouds.

Wuyan doesn't have much taste, she just feels that she seems to have a lot of energy, which is quite different from her previous appearance, and she can't help but lose her mind.

Mashuzi restrained his smile, and said in her ear with a little sentimentality:

"Wu Du really said that?"

Wuyan thought about it for a while, and nodded vigorously.

Zhen Shuzi frowned in a rare way.

Wu Du seemed polite and well-mannered, not likely to say such a thing.

But Wuyan has a simple mind, she has to believe it.

She sighed, and complained again about the mess left by her elder brother, leaving the good mountain gate as soon as she said it would, and even accepting a disciple who didn't match her appearance.

According to the rules of the Excalibur School, disciples who misinterpret the Dao of Hehuan will not be accepted.

The meaning of the founder of the mountain, the way of ruthlessness and the way of joy, is originally a way of the same origin, but unfortunately it is difficult for most people to comprehend, so they are divided into two methods.

But the head of the Excalibur Sect still requires mastery of both exercises.

She originally thought that Wudu was born with ecstasy, a pair of cold eyes that captivate the soul, a bit cold and irresistible, not to mention that she is born with large bones, broad shoulders, straight legs, slender and powerful, very masculine temptation, is the practice of acacia The best candidate for the law.

Unexpectedly, he looked down on Hehuan Dao at all in his heart, and such a person obviously couldn't comprehend Hehuan Kungfu.

She sighed slightly.

Looking at Wuyan again, although he worked hard, he was too upright.

Obviously she has been practicing alone all the time, so she should have seen a lot of darkness and suffering in the world, but she still has a young heart, and her uprightness surprised her.

It seems that these hundreds of years of wind and frost have never infiltrated her heart, and she also passed through the sea of ​​​​blood in the devil world, but she was not disturbed by the devil's energy.

This concentration is extraordinary, but for Hehuandao, it may be counterproductive.

Acacia is the heart, not the belief.

She hesitated again and again, and decided to give Wudu another chance at dinner.

Originally, the past few days have been very difficult for Zhenjun Dujie. When he went out to spread Jieyun, he even had the idea of ​​simply erasing the memory of Wuyan.

Before he had time to act, he was called to eat by Zhen Shuzi. He was calm on the surface, but he was happy in his heart. He rushed over briskly, but he had just eaten a few bites.

The real book asks:

"Wu Du, I heard that you have a problem with our Acacia Dao?"

Du Jie Zhenjun's eyelids twitched, he thought carefully, and returned:

"Uncle, sister, I misunderstood me. I just think that love is not something that can be forced, but should go with the flow. It is more important to be yourself than to seek love. And the world is unsatisfactory, nine out of ten, Love, hate, parting, hate, resentment and suffering, rejoicing together, it is difficult to cultivate, it is better to be alone and enjoy oneself.”

He said it with confidence, without any guilt, and even raised his head slightly, and was slightly taken aback when his eyes fell on his shameless face.

He felt that Wuyan was a little too beautiful today.

The bun on his head was exquisite and beautiful, and he was lazily holding two rings. An impulse suddenly rose in his heart.

He wanted to put his hand in through the slightly larger ring, and mess up her hair that had been combed with so much effort, and then he was stared at twice by the big, angry, faceless eyes.

As he thought about it, his fingers crossed impatiently, and they were tightly held together.

Wuyan was taken aback by him, and she gave him a hard look.

Du Jie Zhenjun showed a very short smile unconsciously.

Zhenshuzi was worried, Wudu's words seemed fair, but in fact she didn't say anything. She didn't have time to talk to them slowly, so she asked directly:
"Wudu, you also know that the head of the Excalibur sect needs to practice both the Ruthless Way and the Acacia Dao. If you don't like the Acacia Dao, then you won't be able to be the head."

She originally intended to beat him endlessly, but Zhenjun Dujie didn't have to think about it at all. Of course, it is impossible for him to be the head of a mortal sect.

After Wuyan ascended, he would immediately return to the God Realm.

"Uncle, I know, forgive me for my incompetence."

(End of this chapter)